#NaPoWriMo Day 5: I Lived.

This poem is so close to my heart and I have only written it today.

#NaPoWriMo Day 4: Bridge to Oblivion.

Who hasn't planned their own funeral in their heads?

Another Slow Day.

Nothing to see here.

No Way Out.

Words no longer mean to me what they once did.

Graves of Past.

Why do we ever hold on to the dead?

All We Ever Do.

Even if we return to stardust in the end.

My Dearest Poetry.

The push and pull between the moon and the sea.

All That’s Left Unsaid.

I hope we don't hold back.

Monkey Mind!

It doesn't have to be a step back.

Blank Canvas.

Where do we even start?

Art, as I Live and Breathe!

Just... art! Everything about art!

What Goes Around.

You win some, you lose some.

Dear, Miserable Lives.

Does the soul ever tire of thinking?

500 Days of Writing!!!

Here's to many, many more milestones!

To Excel or Enjoy?

The actual challenge here is to slowly start doing things for yourself.

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